Heard all of those ^^ and more.. As a child of the 70's mom stayed home, fixed bicycles, pet shop runs, and had us /me do the animal chores , always had an array of livestock.. One day she swung at me and I ducked, she missed and I took off running, before I got far a shoe hit me in the back of the head.. My mom was the BOMB, they didn't make'em any better.. Sure do miss her..
Where I grew up in northern Wisconsin,in my youth, fish sticks for us kids was a treat. Some of the best walleye and pike and bluegill in the world was right outside our door. Did I mention brook and rainbow trout Go figure.Eat your ****** fish sticks; it's brain food, God knows you could use it.
That's something more like my dad would say. My mom ruled the house with a Iron Fist.... And a belt.And lets not forget the........JUST WAIT TILL YOUR FATHER GETS HOME! I was like, just kill me now and get it over with.
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